Ruju ルージュ

I’ve become very good at talking
No matter how drunk the listener
I’ve become very good at talking
When I put on my rouge, I knowWhen I came to this city, chasing after him
I still only used one layer of rouge, the color of light cherry
Chasing after him, never finding him
Eventually, I got used to cryingI’ve become very good at faking laughter
Even to people with whom I can never become intimate
I’ve become very good at faking laughter
When I put on my rouge, I knowFor all my life I wanted to travel like a migrant bird
Without knowing how to grow wings
I notice what the mirror has forgotten, the color of light cherry
I laugh at the strange color
I’ve become very good at faking laughter
When I put on my rouge, I know